Holy Right: A Multiverse Occultist

Holy Right: A Multiverse Occultist Chapter 1040

The Star River flickers in the sky, telling the ancient and boundless universe. Attila stands in the prairie like this, looking up at the sky, as if listening to the voice of the stars.

"The voice of the stars... fills me up..."

Attila closed the pair of red wine As beautiful as the red eyes with the smell of blood, enjoying the sound of stars from the night sky.

I wonder if at this moment, she has regained her long-standing memory and misses the past when she used to gallop among the stars.

Roy was standing behind her, with his hands folded in front of him, quietly and kindly watching the graceful back of the Hun King in front of him.

Her white veil as beautiful as a wedding dress fluttered in the wind, and her graceful back could be seen between the strands of her hair.

The brown skin has no flaws or scars. If it is as smooth as water, the body is as strong and graceful as a female leopard, and it tells the wildness and fighting. beauty.

"I feel... I am one step closer to the moon."

Attila opened her eyes, Looking up at the bright moon in the sky, she whispered softly.

"Have all the memories recovered? Attila..."

On that moon there is Arti Ra's body, since she said so, it means that she has recovered her memory, of course, it may only be a part of the memory.

Attila nodded and looked the head.

"I always dream... I have strange dreams... The world has become very narrow, and I destroyed the dream of that world with my own weight..."

"... Every dream is a different world, every dream is a different civilization, and I will destroy them all... Really, precisely because If I have such a dream, I will be called a symbol of destruction."

The great king of the Xiongnu was sighed like a little girl at this time, and she still had no expression on her face. There are expressions, but emotionally and emotionally, they are more and more like a person, rather than a machine that only knows how to destroy.

"But in one of the dreams, I was destroyed...and in that dream, I saw you...I know that the white giant is I, she, like me, only know destruction, and nothing else will not."

"...It's just that I am happier than her, although I don't know what happiness is , because, ah, she only knows destruction, and she doesn't even know why she destroys."

"Although I only know destruction, my destruction has a purpose. I am punishing those arrogant Europas for you, I am destroying and aggressing for the prosperity of my clansman... My destruction is meaningful!"

Attila has been emphasizing that her destruction is meaningful, because having purpose and meaning is the biggest pursuit in her life, and it is also the biggest pursuit of Sephardi after she has acquired intelligence.

"This container has reached its limit, my life is about to come to an end, I am not afraid of death, I can face it calmly, but now , but I regret..."

Attila turned around, she suddenly looked like a simple girl, with her hands behind her back, her indifferent expression. His emotionless eyes flickered, staring at Roy like that.

As if she was telling Roy this way that her regret was to be separated from him.

But at the same time, she also felt satisfied, because in the more than 40 years she spent with Roy, she had gradually become a body from a killing machine. human emotion.

"Attila...you, do you have any wishes?"

Roy looked at the man in front of him tenderly. The Europas are the terrifying king of destruction in their mind. Contrary to her slaughter, this king of the Huns looks so beautiful and lovely.

"Wish?"

Attila pondered, as if it was something she had never considered .

After a long time, she said slowly: "...Sometimes I also thought about what my life would be like if I was not a warrior, ah, I It's not that I hate myself as a warrior, I'm just interested in how I would live like that."

"...If, I didn't become the embodiment of destruction, if, I didn't get the sword of the war god, if everyone treats me as a woman, not the king of the Huns, the warrior of slaughter, what kind of life would it be like?"

"Will I travel the world on horseback as a free traveler? Will I be like the people of Europa, cultivating the land, growing wheat, and baking bread?"

“…Will I go hunting beasts and birds and learn that thing called writing? Will I write those books for recording?”

"Or, would I shyly snuggle into someone's arms? If...if..."

"...I don't know, what is it? …"

As she spoke, Attila's silhouette seemed to become erratic, she was not human, her body was only that of Sephardi wreckage.

When the energy remaining in the wreckage is also used up, the last traces of Sephardi left on the surface of the planet will soon disappear.

The king of the Huns took firm steps and came to Roy.

Her expression is a bit weird, she looks like crying, but also like laughing, as if this king of the Huns who only knows how to kill is trying to learn how to act like a girl Go shy.

And then, just like what she just said, she buried her soft lovable body, which was not for killing this time, but for shyness, into Roy's arms. inside.

Attila raised her head, she suddenly laughed, the first time in her life.

And in her beautiful smile like stars, in the corners of her crescent-like eyes, a few tears flowed out, if it were a broken pearl, It was the first time she cried in her life.

She is laughing, she is crying, she is slow and firm, without any confusion, I hold the hands that have destroyed countless civilizations and killed countless creatures tightly Roy, raised his hand and pressed it to his heart.

"Dedicate my heart to the Lord whom I have loved since birth!"

"... Destruction, nothing else can be done, though...in this brief moment...I'm starting to hope...hope to use these destructive hands...to love, to embrace..."

Gradually, Attila's body turned into a spiritual child, floating like a firefly.

At the end, she heard Roy's gentle whisper, "...Sleep, Attila, the girl you love, the lovely Hun King, this It's just a beautiful dream... when you wake up, happiness will knock on your door."

Attila felt her eyelids getting heavier and heavier, Gradually she could see nothing.

"Roy .Crowley!"

This was the first time Attila had pronounced Roy's name, and it was also the Her last words were, "...you are a good civilization!"

The whip of God, who ravaged the continent of Europa and gave civilization destruction like a natural disaster, is finally over. own short life.

...

With the passing of Attila, she has no heir and no heir. , the entire Xiongnu Empire was immediately plunged into civil strife.

Three former subordinates of Attila attacked each other in order to become the king of this empire, and the Hun Empire split since then.

Until the anti-Huns coalition under the leadership of King Adaric, King of Gerpid, defeated the Huns at the battle of Nidao, which occupied most of Europa The empire of continent has faded out of history.

It was only ninety-nine years from the establishment of the empire to its demise!

Chapter Thirty-Seven The Ontology of the Giant God

This is really a long dream.

In the dark stone chamber, here is the interior of the Wilpa 02 starship. The body of the giant god Sephalu lies in the cockpit, and she is sealed by the starship. It was also sealed by mooncell.

Since 380,000 kilometers away, the giant named Sephalu on Earth was wiped out, she has been sealed in this dark world for an unknown period of time. time.

Then she fell into a deep sleep, and then she had a long, long dream.

Although compared with the tens of millions of years she has spent, her life of more than 40 years is only a drop in the ocean.

But Sephalu still felt that it was a long dream that she did not want to wake up from. Although she had regrets, it made her happy.